There was something so soothing about hot tea.
It makes me think of home. Harry thought.
He sat at the table, not many people were present, those who were, were rather quiet.
This place is like Hogwarts at night during the day.
Harry sipped his tea, not sure what flavor it was but was sure there was a hint of roses somewhere.
He had dined on some sort of stew, some meat akin to pork, and salad, he did not ask for dessert and neither did anyone but the short-haired-blonde named Quatre.
Quatre was holding his spoon while sipping tea and enjoying his fudge cake. He loved sweets. He saw Harry look at him and gave him a warm smile from accross where he was sitting at the Sanq Kingdom dinner table.
It was not a grand table, although it was bigger than anything a normal person would have, it was just long enough for the amount of people who lived in the castle. Warm brown wood that was well polished and looked ancient by the look of the engravings. Harry liked it, whoever picked it could not have possibly been the same person who decorated his room.
Zechs was reading, having finished his meal, intent on ignoring the only other person at the table.
Noin spoke then: "Mr. Potter, if you would be willing, we are going to do your tests now. They will be painless, and after that we can arrive at a strategy for the problem at hand as fast as possible"- Noin got up and nodded at Harry, who could not find anything untrusworthy about Noin as hard as he tried. He was sure he could trust her but would still wait to see what unfolded.
As they left, Relena glanced at her brother, who kept his eyes fixed on the page in front of him.
Harry had gone through several tests. Some measured his abilities as he performed simple magic such as levitating spells and charms that were elementary. Some measured defense tactics such as Expelliarmus, which he was not very eager to let them see, but Noin had coaxed a few out of him. Curses he kept to himself. Although he did let it slip once or twice about him only showing a third of what he was capable of doing.
Harry found himself tired and exhausted after having been taken underground to what Noin called the "Hangar". She recorded the data in what looked like outdated computers to him, but was sure was advanced technology because he could not understand it at all. Not that he had ever been good at maths.
When he finally was let go, he sat inside the data cabin with Noin. She was busy at work, calculating and analyzing data on a big screen. The place looked more ready for war than anything Harry had ever seen, even Noin looked ready for war. She was wearing a uniform akin to the one that person had been wearing in the painting in his room.
"Who is the prince with the eyebrows?" - Harry heard himself ask - "the one in my room, erm, with the roses?"
Noin looked around at Harry, she was quiet for a few seconds before she responded.
"I think you mean Commander Khushrenada"- Noin explained - "He was part of our own history and revolution" - Noin could explain, but it was too complicated and she needed to finish her work.
Harry realized that these people had gone through a lot, and perhaps the trauma of it had left them emotionally scarred. He knew about scars.
"Listen, whatever you are trying to find, you are wasting time, I am not dangerous because I want to help my home. I could kill you if I wanted to and you know that is something I could do because of what you have already seen me do"- Harry was trying to be earnest - "My home is being attacked by these machines, these mobile suits, and if you can help me I hope it's sooner and not later, my world is being destroyed as we speak, please try to think of that when you report about this" - Heero got up but had no idea where to go for the exit.
"Straight and then left, the door will take you to the upper floors via the elevator, press the key with the perfect square" - Noin said, she saw Harry leave.
He is right but that does not mean I can't try. Noin thought to herself.
What other things would she try her best at. She did not want to think.
Harry got back to his room, eager to contact Hermione. He managed to attempt the spell twice before he finally got through. A mist-like mirror formed much in the shape of a pensieve, Hermione's invention.
"Harry, is that you? So soon..." - Hermione's face brought a smile out of Harry's
"Yes Hermione, quick before anyone hears me. I arrived, we were right, they will help me. No details yet. In progress. Report?" - Harry said
"You don't need to be so for-oh alright Ron! Quit it! Nothing from us yet Harry, you have been gone for less than a few hours. No battles other than a few muggle constructions have been damaged and more have gone underground near Charlie's position"-Hermione was cut off then by Ron who wanted in
"Look mate don't worry about us, just get us some help and get yourself back alright" - Ron let Hermione back
"I could have told him that Ronald, anyway, Harry, make sure you can trust them and eat and rest ok? Time to go" -Hermione spoke some words and the mist-like mirror's surface disappeared.
Harry was sad to see them go, but he had been glad to be able to talk to them.
At that instant there was a knock at the door.
_Angst, Gundam, and Harry._
AN:Reviews welcome, always.
By Silenci0.
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